Keith x Lance

Lance's P.O.V.

"Keith wake up it's Christmas!" I shout, jumping on my fiancé

He groans and rolls over in the bed but I'm not having any of his grumpiness today.

"Come on Keith, it's Christmas." I say "The best day of the year."

"Ughh fine." He says sitting up and rubbing his eyes

"Let's go open presents, I want you to see what I got you." I say

I run to the living room while Keith slowly trails after me, still yawning and rubbing his eyes.

"How do you have so much energy in the morning?" He says

"I have a good sleep schedule and I'm not addicted to coffee." I reply "Plus it's Christmas morning, how could you even be sleepy on Christmas?"

One Keith seems more awake I finally give him his present. He opens it up and I see a smile form across his face

"How did you know which knives I wanted?" He says, holding up the dark red set of knives I got for him

"I know everything." I reply "Plus your favourite colour is red."

Keith smiles and presses a kiss to my lips as a thanks.

"Want to open your present?" Keith asks

"Absolutely." I reply

He hands me a present, it feels like a book. I open it up and it looks like a photo album. I look though the pages and see it's photos of Keith and I since we first met.

My eyes fill up with tears of happiness as I look though all the pages.

"I love you so much Keith." I say hugging him tightly

"I love you too." He replies, kissing me deeply

"Now how about we make pancakes for breakfast?" Keith asks "I'm hungry as fuck."